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    -- Ludwig finds pasta materials, as well as wurst and beer. He gets a few other things Prussia had wanted, and things for the dogs.
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    Italy grunts as he lugs their heavy grocery basket behind Ludwig, assuring him that he would carry it.

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    -- Ludwig carries most of his things, basically just the dog food and beer. He's glad Italy is helping like he is, but he isn't used to it and finds it a bit unnerving. What he really feared was the Italian was doing all this to later tell him he wouldn't come back. Germany didn't want to lose the cheery little Italian, he would miss him too much.
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    Italy smiles friendly at the clerk as he lifts the basket into the counter.


    "You're little brother is cute!" she gushes to Ludwig, petting the small man on the head and grinning.

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    -- "He's not- mein... bruder..." Germany mumbles a tad awkwardly, blinking a bit.
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    The clerk blushes a little, "Oh dear! I just saw him follow you around, and the way he watched you was so adoring I just assumed..." She stops jabbering and starts scanning items quickly.


    Feliciano was blushing bright red at the adoring comment, and looks down as he sets items out to be bagged

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    -- Germany doesn't know what to say, awkwardly setting what he had down to be checked out.
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    The clerk finishes bagging their groceries.


    Italy grabs as much as he can before waiting for Germany so they could walk hime

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    -- Germany grabs everything else and follows the Italian.
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    Italy blushes softly, "I'm sorry I caused that woman to say things like that." He murmurs, squeezing the bags gently

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    -- "I don't mind Feli. It's not jour fault anyvays." He stated softly in reply, turning his eyes to the smaller country for a moment,.
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    Italy had tears dribbling down his cheeks as they make their way home.

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    -- Germany noticed, but didn't mention it. Concern for the Italian was corrupting his thoughts until the point of when they got home he threw down the groceries and grabbed Italy. "Jou never answered me. Now jou vill tell me vhat is wrong vizh jou." He growls, eyes showing nothing but worry and care for the Italian.
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    Italy squirms a little, "Germany not so tight!" He murmurs, tears still falling lightly, he'd even opened his eyes a little, avoiding eye contact

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    -- He loosens his grip but does not let go. "Italy... please. Vhat is wrong? Did I do somezhing? Is somezhign happening?" He asks, desperate to know.
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    Italy looks down, "Ever since

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    I've been so lonely at home... And I realized how much I missed you Doitsu... So I came to visit but... I always seem to get in the way whenever I do... And lately I've..." He stops, blushing dark red

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    -- Germany lets out a breath, thanking god it wasn't anything too horrible. I mean, yes the loss of Romano was terrible but even though Germany knew it sounded cruel he'd rather that than loose his precious Feli. But wait- there was something else. "Lately jou've..." He urges gently, hands still gently resting on the Italian's shoulders.
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    Italy shakes his head, but stammers out, "I've been having a bunch of dreams about you... And it's hard to sleep sometimes when I have them." He blushes hard and looks away

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    -- Germany blinks, frowning. Now he could take this a lot of different ways, and he chose the most likely, or the one that made logical sense to him what with the tears Italy was shedding. "... Oh." He mumbles, dropping his hands back to his sides.
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    Italy flushes a darker red, had he said something dissapointing to Germany? Was he ashamed Italy sometimes thought those kinds of thoughts about him. He lowers his head, drying his tears embarrassedly.